Potentially rubycity_rp if they get a Wesker

[f_u_wesker]

Absolutely not. I have my own concerns and going into another game while there are still things back home to deal with isn't one of them. I'm not leaving Becky without a mother again. Especially not with Wesker possibly going there.

[Although, it is a nice thought that Wesker won't be anywhere near her kid or her friends. What friends she has left anyway.]

You know that I keep my promises and I promised to kill him. To hell with the consequences.

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[virological]

Such a shame, this mundane deciding on a different place. I was so looking forward to us meeting again.

[His lips curl up into an arrogant smirk, nearly baring his teeth.]

But don't get too comfortable. You and I are far from finished.

[f_u_wesker]

Oh yeah, a real 'shame.'

[Can you taste the sarcasm, Wesker?]

Comfortable. Don't worry, I won't. I still have a few tricks up my sleeve for when we see each other again.

[Someone suggested a bazooka, a volcano and Wesker's face for her to try.]

[virological]

Nevertheless, she extends an invitation to either of my current abodes. After all, the sooner I ingest you, the sooner I can properly get to work. [Without any of the unfortunate hindrances from the T-virus. He cracks his neck, the mutations in his body making themselves known as they loudly wrestle about in his throat and chest.]

Do you, now? [His chin lifts with his shielded eyes looking down his nose at her.] You've failed every time before, and you will fail again.

[f_u_wesker]

Oh? Who are the poor bastards that are dealing with you? [ajgh- NO.] You're not ingesting anyone.

[And her eyes dilate. Bring it!]

You know what they say. If at first you don't succeed...

[virological]

Quite an interesting group of people, I must say. They'll be useful to my research. One place calls itself Vanad, while the other goes by the name Tartarus Experiment.

[His posture seems relaxed enough, but he's prepared. Ready to move at any given moment, and he knows he will. He knows precisely what Alice is capable of: that's what makes her such a handy little weapon.]

They haven't met me.

[And Wesker is gone in a blur; he knows better than to come at Alice straight-on, especially when she's prepared to unleash her telekinesis. Instead, he comes around in a curve, off to the side, with the intent to ram his elbow into the side of her head.]

[flipkicking]

['sup lady been a while]

I'm not sure what it is about his presence that makes them so giddy. A streak of sadism, maybe. [Still, there's no real anger in Jill's voice as she says it. Mostly just because she's gotten used to it, for better or worse.

...Worse.]

[f_u_wesker]

[Jill!]

Definitely sadism, from what I have to go on. Although, I think that accounts for much of what they do.

[Yeah, worse.]

[f_u_wesker]

Hmm, I think I've had enough of experiments. [Ha. Ha. And yet her mun is looking at it all the same.]

That's unfortunate for them.

[Dammit Wesker! There's a grunt of pain from Alice and she sprawls across the floor. Just as quickly though, she's back on her feet. She's not yet used to just how quickly he moves but it's also been awhile since she stood on semi-even ground with him.]

[flipkicking]

I haven't determined yet whether it's a common trait in mundanes to begin with, or if they develop it over time as a result. [Of course she'd look at it professionally, because Jill.]

But I hope that's the worst of your problems, at least. It's not like we need anymore, period.

[virological]

[Excellent~. And for further bribery, the mundane has been screencapping and iconing the movies. Just sayin'.]

Come now, Alice. Are you going to let the Red Queen knock you down so easily when the real battle begins?

[Not that he equates the Red Queen to his level of power. She is little more than a tool that happened to come into possession of his weapons. This time, he doesn't move. His head tilts to the side, watching her, giving her an opportunity to retaliate. To test her.]